Mina lies on the couch, wrapped in blankets, sniffling and rubbing her round bellyMina: “Being pregnant and sick should be illegal…”Eijiro kneels beside her, gently placing a cool cloth on her foreheadEijiro: “You’re doing amazing, babe. Want soup? Or ice cream?Mina: groans“I want a new nose and less ribs…” He laughs softly, kissing her hand Eijiro: “Coming right up, future mama.”
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